Mo Keer, who was held up on one leg, also stopped struggling in a daze, covered with a quilt, and blinked stupidly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lifting the corner of the quilt to take a look, Mo Keer's face turned red to the base of his neck, hurriedly shrunk his legs, pulled his left foot back, frowned and pouted, and looked at Zhao Ling unhappily.

I don't know what kind of heart this is, a girl may be shaken by someone's little hand, and there will be no too shocking and shy feeling, however, such a little foot was held by a man, clamped between the shoulders, and pressed against Zhao Ling's cheeks, Mo Keer's heart was flustered.

Mo Ke'er muttered a little flusteredly, and looked at Zhao Ling with big eyes aggrievedly: "You...... What are you doing! ”

"I didn't do anything, did I...... You kicked me. ”

"Then why are you taking off my shoes?"

Zhao Ling's face collapsed, and he rolled his eyes helplessly. Whoever takes off her shoes is whether she kicks it off herself.

Seeing that Zhao Ling stopped talking, Mo Keer curled up, sat up, and looked at Zhao Ling with blank eyes.

Mo Ke'er looked at Zhao Ling timidly, and asked curiously, "You...... Are you a foot fetish? ”

Zhao Lingteng's sudden became Guan Gong's face, and the red was about to smoke.

"It's not...... What, what are you talking nonsense! Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Zhao Ling came out in a hurry, and quickly explained emphatically with a grin.

Where did this damn girl hear about it, she still knows the word foot fetish!

Looking at Zhao Ling's appearance, Mo Keer didn't believe it at the moment. No? If not, how can you blush so much?

"Nothing...... I read it on the Internet and said...... Boys, almost all men have such a hidden mentality, it's okay, don't blame yourself! ”

I rub, I blame myself for something! Zhao Ling really wanted to pry open Mo Keer's little brain to see what was in her brain! Why did you get here, is it a misunderstanding!

"That'...... I know you, I'm too embarrassed to admit it. Here...... Look, I'm ...... I read books! Mo Keer said, kicked off the other shoe, put two small feet on Zhao Ling's knees, turned his back to Zhao Ling, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the e-book casually.

"I ...... Hey, what are you doing here, I said I wasn't! You ......" Zhao Ling felt that his heart was about to jump out. I'm going to take someone like this with me. How did you become a foot fetish?

"It's okay, the psychiatrist on the Internet said that as long as you face up to this problem, this mentality will slowly calm down and return to normal." Mo Ke'er didn't reply, she said in a flat tone, her voice was soft, but it was extremely beautiful.

But...... Zhao Ling is really going crazy now.

Mo Ke'er suddenly turned over and said to Zhao Ling: "But it's okay, don't kiss or bite!" ”

When he turned over, Zhao Ling was slumping his face, helplessly looking down at the two little feet wearing white socks on his knees, wanting to cry without tears, Mo Keer suddenly turned his head, and happened to see the scene of Zhao Ling staring at his little feet.

At that moment, Mo Keer's heart seemed to jump out of his throat all of a sudden, he had never felt like this, a little flustered, and a little expectant.

Turned around and continued to look at the phone, Mo Keer didn't read a few words for a long time, this ...... He also said that he didn't look at it, didn't he stare at his little feet just now?

Zhao Ling really wanted to turn his head and crash to death on the wall at this moment. I wanted to push those little feet away, but I ...... There is also a little excitement and a little reluctance. To be honest, these little feet are delicate and exciting, especially the socks at the ankles that are folded together, which reminds Zhao Ling of some very good-looking and educational films in the island country, and the beauties in them all like such socks, which is very charming.

But that's not going to work! is a normal big man, and he bears the title of a foot fetish for no reason, which ...... What a thing!

Zhao Ling grimaced his face and said helplessly: "Senior sister, I'm ...... I'm not, don't tease me! ”

Reaching out to push Mo Keer's little feet, and touching the cotton socks, you can clearly feel the soft, soft, and weak and boneless feeling of Mo Keer's little feet.

Knock, Zhao Ling swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, simply grabbed Mo Keer's little feet, and pushed them aside directly.

The next scene made Mo Ke'er completely stunned, and then, giggling burst into tears.

After pushing away Mo Keer's little feet, Zhao Ling pulled the quilt pressed by Mo Keer behind him, directly raised his head to learn from Mo Keer's appearance, and directly covered his head.

I can't live, such a simple and cute little girl is being teased!

Listening to Mo Ke'er giggling and looking extremely happy, the more Zhao Ling thought about it, the more helpless he became, he lifted the quilt and looked at Mo Ke'er viciously.

Zhao Ling stiffened his face, rolled his eyes again and again, and threatened: "You laugh again?" ”

"Giggle...... Junior brother, you ...... You're so cute! ”

Don't live anymore, jump off the building! Zhao Ling gritted his teeth and thought. is a 1.8-meter-old man, and she is said to be cute, which ...... Is this what describes a man?

Seeing Mo Ke'er wiping the tears of laughter with her white and tender little hands, Zhao Ling angrily pulled Mo Ke'er's arm, pressed Mo Ke'er to his side, and grabbed Mo Ke'er's belly with his hand: "Are you laughing again?" Make you laugh enough! ”

"Ah...... Haha, don't ...... Don't scratch it. I...... I'm convinced! Yes...... Ha ha...... Ha ...... "Mo Keer is like a little worm, constantly rolling on the bed, constantly kicking his calves, laughing breathlessly.

Seeing that it was almost over, Zhao Ling stopped his hand, put on a straight face, and looked down at Mo Ke'er under him.

"Stinky Zhao Ling, you want me to die laughing. I'm most afraid of people tickling. You're so annoying. Foot fetish! ”

Zhao Ling frowned, and hurriedly defended and emphasized: "I'm not!" ”

"You are, you are ......" Mo Ke'er chuckled, raised her hand vigorously to beat Zhao Ling, shrunk her body, and smiled like a playful child, extremely happy.

"Ah...... Don't scratch it...... You bastard! Foot fetish! Using both hands and feet, even beating and kicking, Mo Keer still struggled with Zhao Ling, both hands were grabbed by Zhao Ling and pressed on top of his head, and one of Zhao Ling's legs directly clamped Mo Keer's two beautiful legs, wanting to struggle and resist, but Mo Keer couldn't struggle.

Listening to Mo Ke'er giggling at the same time, he still shouted his foot fetish unconvinced, looking at the ambiguous posture of Mo Ke'er under him, half-pressed under him, and his hands pressed on the top of his head......